The man in white on a mule walked into the city gate, and the snow and wind became a gentle drizzle in a blink of an eye, and the irritable demonic spirit floating all over the city was also smoothed and suppressed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He walked unhurriedly all the way to the center of the city, as if he had been careless, until he reached the big demon who was causing trouble in Wancheng, and then suddenly woke up.

raised his eyelids and looked condescendingly at this Yunze demon who was enough to make the red-card girl of the Qinglou Teaching Workshop and the noble lady of the family gate valve fascinated by both her appearance and temperament.

The demon man just saw that the other party had reached the third realm of Tianyao, in the orthodoxy of Xuanmen, the Xuanzhen realm is different from the ordinary realm, it is divided into three realms: transformation of the Dao, Nirvana, and Tianyao, and the significance of each step is extraordinary, far from the four small realms of the previous big realm can be compared, in the past five hundred years, how many people in the world of Yunze have the ability to cross the threshold of the Xuanzhen realm and become the so-called true monarch of the Dao? The three major Xuanmen Holy Lands of Shangqing Palace, Cangli Sect, and Haoshan Sword Sect account for half of the country in one breath, and there are only forty or fifty people, according to this calculation, how many masters of the Tianyao Xuanzhen Realm can really step into the last step and almost transcendentally enter the sainthood? The person in front of him is a real big person! However, Rao was extremely aware of the other party's power, but the smile on his face as the demon clan demon remained undiminished, and he just asked, "Are you from the Xuantian Division or the Fuchen Division?" ”

The man in white smiled dumbly: "Is it possible that those Dead Brain Sutras of Xuantian Division are as chic as me?" ”

The demon man had already expected it, but now that he heard this person admit it, the interest in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Two of the most mysterious divisions in the world.

Xuantian Division, Floating Dust Division.

Ordinary cultivators don't dare to say how deep their understanding of the Xuantian Division is, let alone the Floating Dust Division that is really like floating in the clouds as the name suggests, but as the demon clan's big demon, he has a deep understanding of the mysterious and mysterious Floating Dust Division in the eyes of the world, the reason is very simple, these demons and monsters in the Floating Dust Division are much more difficult to deal with than most Xuantian Division's monks, and this Floating Dust Division also has a bit of the meaning of their demon clan's needle against Mai Mang. Their demon clan lurks in the shadows of the immortal world, and the people in this floating dust division are also low-key masters who are hidden in the city, they have always been alone, detached and elegant, and the Xuantian Division standing in the light of the rising sun just complements each other, one is in the light and the other is in the dark, for him, the big demon, it is obviously the more mysterious and tricky Floating Dust Division monk who can arouse his interest more, only to hear him chuckle and ask: "So it is the Floating Dust Division, I don't know the name?" ”

The man in white waved his hand and said, "Don't dare to be a driver, don't mention any big names, don't dream of cold in the next place." ”

The demon man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "So you just don't dream cold?" ”

The sloppy white-clothed monk, who called himself Beimenghan, was not happy when he heard this, and said, "It's me, so what? ”

The equally unfathomable demon clan man shook his head and laughed, and said, "I heard that don't dream of cold white clothes fighting swords, riding divine horses, drinking flower wine, known as jade-faced wine fairies, it is really better to meet than to be famous." ”

Bei Menghan naturally could hear the sarcasm in the mouth of this big demon, but this time he just smiled faintly and said: "It's just some false names that life doesn't bring to death, why bother, I don't know which demon king in the demon clan your Excellency is?" ”

"Demon King?"

The demon man shook his head slightly and said, "It's a pity that I'm not a demon king. ”

Don't be stunned at first.

He immediately pulled out the rusty sword at his waist.

Suddenly, the sky is reflected like a mirror, like a thousand swords hanging.

He swung a sword.

The sword is pointed at the wicked.

The sloppy Taoist priest a moment ago, at this moment, he actually exuded an astonishing determination, dazzling dazzling.

The sword intent was like a light wind, rolling up a few fallen leaves.

Moment.

This gust of wind turned abruptly and soared upward, and the seemingly light sword wind shattered the countless sword shadows hanging on it and the firmament of the scorching sun.

The rain was pouring down wildly.

When these bean-sized raindrops fell, they pierced the dry soil like a sharp sword piercing the ground.

The demon man's robe danced lightly, standing indifferently in the rain curtain.

He didn't do anything.

From beginning to end, I just glanced at the sharp tip of the sword.

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Don't Menghan stood on top of this vast land with a pale face, and the mule under him had fallen to the ground bleeding at some point, but the rusty sword in his hand was still held very steadily.

He looked at the man not far away, and his eyes, which looked quite cloudy with his wine sword, finally revealed an extremely solemn look, and said slowly: "You are the Demon Venerable." ”

What is a Demon Venerable?

The supreme person of the Yunze Demon Clan is comparable to the orthodox Heavenly Sage of Xuanmen.

Tianyao Xuan True Realm, no matter how extraordinary it is considered to be a saint, it is not a real saint in the end, and there is a world of difference.

Nine deaths and a life-long game.

The demon clan man chuckled and said, "Didn't you just think about a respectful name called Ghost Face Jiao, could it be that if you have wine, you dare to step into the blue sky, don't you be afraid of the cold and cold?" ”

Bei Menghan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "There are only seven Yunze Demon Venerables today, and there are detailed records in the two palaces in the north and south of Xuantian Division, I remember very clearly, there is no you among these seven, so you should be the new Demon Venerable who has just been born in recent decades." ”

Ghost-faced Jiao sneered slightly: "My brain is more sober than I expected, but that's it, so what? ”

Bei Menghan smiled and said in a dumb voice: "If you are the same as those seven demon venerables, I will also admit it today, but it's a pity that your Taoism is not deep enough, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept my cheap life." ”

Ghost-faced Jiao smiled lightly: "If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry, they all say that you people in the Fuchen Division boast of having the consciousness of dedicating themselves to the common people in the world, and now I will use you to exchange you for the tens of thousands of people in Wancheng." ”

He finally made a move, and raised his hand to point.

This finger.

It's like ten thousand demons pressing down.

The tens of thousands of mortals in the city huddled in their houses felt that it was hard to breathe.

It's as if everyone's life and death are between the thoughts of that big demon.

This finger.

Day and night.

The shattered dome was covered with stars.

The stars hang down and the plains are wide.

Don't Menghan feel that his whole body was locked in the qi machine and he couldn't move.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

The wind became more and more urgent, and the grass clippings and dirt beneath his feet began to disturb uneasily.

The flask hanging from his waist also shook slightly, and the flower wine inside shook slightly.

Therefore, he heard the sound of the water flowing.

The stream is murmuring.

Thousands of acres of glass.

The river is rushing.

The waves roared.

The wine syrup finally rushed out of the wine jug, the turbid waves were surging, and in the countless liquor, it began to reflect the rusty long sword in his hand drop by drop, one sword, two swords, a hundred swords, and ten thousand swords.

The white-clothed sword fairy was shrouded in the big waves, standing majestically, and the robe hunted and danced wildly.

Moment.

Countless liquors collapsed and shattered in an instant, and the sword shadow also made a sonorous cracking sound.

Bei Menghan was like a stone that had been bombarded by a huge force, and it suddenly shot out backwards and slammed into the hard walls of the mansion.

A roar resounded throughout the city.

The smoke and dust rolled up, and when it dispersed, a human-shaped hole appeared in the wall.

But I didn't see the figure of Don Menghan.

Ghostface Jiao sneered, for him, dealing with this other Menghan was as easy as a cat playing a mouse, but this mouse was slightly more troublesome than ordinary prey.

Soon, he found an embarrassed Bei Menghan in the alley, and was about to raise his hand again, but his mind suddenly froze.

It was a feeling he hadn't experienced since he was born.

It was as if the whole world in front of him was in the hands of one hand, including the people of the city, including Bei Menghan, including ...... Myself.

He was so shocked that he finally couldn't contain his impulse and couldn't help but look up.

A robed figure stood in the firmament, looking at himself calmly.

White clouds float underfoot.

Behind him, the fairy gate loomed.

The ghost-faced Jiao suddenly changed color, and said, "Xuanmen Heavenly Sage?!" ”

The visitor glanced at him lightly, and he fell into the ice cellar.

He stretched out a finger and separated a little in the air, and the jade dust fell from the sky, like thousands of trees and pear blossoms blooming, and suddenly condensed, followed by all the rewinding, gathering from all directions to form a three-foot peach sword, and shot towards that demon venerable.

It's just that it hasn't come yet, but it has begun to crumble at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into white snowflakes and scattering in the air again.

The man didn't pay attention, and put his fingers together and swiped lightly.

The divine thunder that punished all the evils in the world suddenly fell from the sky.

The divine thunder shattered the layers of space, like an incomparably sharp sword cutting a hole in the heavens and the earth, and slammed hard at the unbeatable demonic energy mobilized by the Ghost Face Jiao in an instant.

Boom!

There are cobweb-like fine cracks on the ground, and as for the ghost face Jiao, it has already sacrificed its essence and blood and fled quickly, like a streamer, seeing that it has arrived at the gate of Wancheng and is about to escape.

Five fingers pressed down.

In a trance, it seemed that the sky suddenly pressed down, and the arrogant demon clan lord shot down with a bang, smashing heavily on the city tower, and the ten-zhang high wall immediately collapsed, rolling up countless smoke and dust.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

I faintly heard a whisper: "It's a pity that I'm not a Heavenly Sage." ”